A Seasonal Procession: Tiptoe Past Ripe Berries

POST #49
PARODY-LYRICS

ORIGINAL SONG: "Tiptoe Through the Tulips" , Burke and Dubin 1929, for early talkie-film musical The Gold Diggers of Broadway, as recorded by Nick Lucas 1929, Tiny Tim 1968, et al.

PARODY COMPOSED: Giorgio Coniglio, July 2014.

KEYWORDS: showtune, classicsong

innocuous unripe berries

TIPTOE PAST RIPE BERRIES

(to the tune of "Tiptoe Through The Tulips")

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             Come...........

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Tip-toe  round the messes 'neath the Johnsons' fruiting berry  tree;

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Please tiptoe past mulberries - my plea;

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They stain concrete, and the floor-mats, and our carpets; walk responsibly!

Fm6     C        A7           Dm7       G7  C      C7

Please tip-toe past mulberries - my plea. 

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Ripe fruit hot pavement does cook;

Em7 A7                Dm7             G7            G7+

Bird-poo; Yuch! - Purple; just  look!  So slip your 

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Shoes off at the doorstep, when you're sneaking from your girlfriend's digs

Fm6    C        A7            Dm7    G7  C    

Please tiptoe past the berries - my plea, ......... and 

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Tip-toe  round the messes 'neath our neighbors' over-bearing tree;

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Our front sidewalk's a jam factory

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Blue-stained granite and hall tile-slate, and our carpets; walk responsibly!

Fm6     C        A7          Dm7      G7  C      C7

Please tip-toe past mulberries - my plea. 

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No diff if you're slow or quick;

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They'll squish; in shoe-treads they'll stick.  So slip your 

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Shoes off at the doorstep, when you're sneaking home well after two....or

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The rug-cleaning bill sticks with you.